That puppy is no longer a puppy; he’s a three-year-old who still thinks he’s a puppy (still cute, though). I wanna kill him sometimes when he misbehaves, then I look at that face (and blue eyes) and melt. Glad you got a smile out of it.

Thank you, thank you! I just wanted the words to speak for themselves. Don’t get me wrong, I love the posts with pictures tied to the text — it’s an art form in and of itself, and takes time and patience. I prefer to concentrate on the humor, letting your imagination do the rest. Again, thanks for taking the time to comment.